Getting to Palau

Iโ€™m not gonna lie, Manila to Palau was one of my more eventful flights……

I had a 90 minute delay, and lounge access. I finally went down for my flight and ended up having bants with a Russian lady who lived in London. Next thing weโ€™re on the same flight, and she had soju…

We drink Soju then flight Chicken our way into extra leg room, and wine. Lots of wine. Iโ€™ve learned a really important lesson, if youโ€™re polite to flight attendants you get more booze. Period. It wasnโ€™t quite a first class upgrade, but it was close. Kudos to United Airlines, I came expecting little, but you delivered a lot.

Drinking and chatting to a stranger can be an amazing thing, particularly if they are nice and can hold a conversation.

Immigration? A blur shall we say….Pick up was late, and my room was overlooking a human waste processing plant.

No idea if Iโ€™ll see the Russian again, but Palau had been reached and breached. Thereโ€™s no point travelling unless things are memorable, and this was.

Three hours sleep and then I was up dealing with work. People think Iโ€™m on a perpetual holiday, sadly Iโ€™m not.

Hopefully Iโ€™ll get to write about some street food at some point, for now Iโ€™ll just bask in the glory of life, and country 150.

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